Chapter 35： Distortion event

A cadre, a captain, and a small group of people.

A strange combination drank in the tavern.

The three of Sulun were drinking.

Suddenly, Sam and some of the Cross gang rushed into the tavern in a panic, carrying heavy firearms.

They swept around in the tavern, and their eyes instantly caught Kay in the deck.

Sam saw no one else in his eyes. He strode over and said eagerly, "Captain, it’s not good! We have killed the few troublemakers before, and I heard that one of them was a cadre of the Steam Party. Brother-in-law. I got news that the guy "Red Hair" Kuntu is coming with a group of people and seems to be making trouble for us! Captain, let's call my brothers quickly..."

This guy said a long string of words in one breath, and he felt that he was almost out of breath.

Gang fights are normal, but especially in areas where the two gangs are in contact.

Originally, this was a very urgent matter.

The enemy is coming fiercely, and their Cross Society must also gather brothers. Not to mention that there will be a match, at least it will not be taken advantage of by people.

But when Sam finished speaking, he found that the atmosphere on the wine table was a little weird.

In other words, shouldn't the captain pat the table and start shaking people at this time?

But... Kaye seemed very calm.

He even picked up the wine and took a sip of the glass without rushing. Then he sneered, "My brother-in-law? Hehe... It seems that the guys in the Steam Party are deliberately making excuses to go to war."

Su Lun also remained silent, Yu Guang glanced at the young gambling addict beside him.

Change to other places, maybe he has to worry about his own safety.

But now...

Chijo turned his back to the entrance of the tavern. Just now, Sam and the others were only looking for Kaye, but didn't notice that the woman on the table seemed familiar.

Now that the atmosphere is not right, this big eye stares at the small eye, and then he recognizes that the big flower arm is a thousand.

"Sister Chijo?"

Sam and a few people were pleasantly surprised.

Chijo took a sip from the glass, and asked lazily, "What's the matter..."

"That, from the steam party..."

Sam just wanted to repeat the plot just now, but after looking at Qian's boring expression, he changed his words with a flattering look: "Ah, you are here, that's all right."

Everyone: "..."

Not long after, there was a roar of locomotives outside the door, and the infamous "speeding party" of the Steam Brotherhood came to Green Street.

Su Lun looked at the well-modified steam Harley motorcycles at the door, slightly greedy. Apart from other things, in the outer city, the mechanical transformation technology is indeed better than the steam party.

More than two dozen refitted mechanical prostheses, and the guys with long guns and short cannons stormed into the "Elephant Tavern" aggressively, scaring the tavern drinkers away.

Looking at the posture, he is here to seek revenge.

But then, a dramatic scene happened.

The farce had not even begun, but ended in a bizarre way.

The leading red-haired man saw Kay on the wine table, and violently raised his gun and shouted, "Kay, you..."

Before he could finish his words, he caught a glimpse of the woman with flowers on the wine table, her complexion changed drastically. The cruel words to be said, he swallowed abruptly and swallowed it back.

The red hair also has eyesight and quick hands. Without saying a word of nonsense, the raised muzzle was inserted into the holster around his waist. With a flick of the red hair, he immediately turned around and left the tavern, as if taking the wrong path.

In this scene, the alcoholics who don't know the truth in the tavern look dazed.

But everyone in the Cross was laughing and boosing constantly, "Hahahaha..."

Chijo ignored the steam party members who had left. She is a cadre of the Cross Society, and she hasn't lost her share to find the trouble of a small captain of the rival gang.

The wine is almost drunk, and she said to Kay: "Kay kid, be careful these days, the Steam Party guys are also coveting Green Street, and they won’t be less likely to make small moves..."

Kayi thoughtfully: "I see, Sister Chijo."

Gangsters, they are always fighting and fighting.

From the moment they joined, they were ready.

...

Did a lot of unexpected incidents occur on the first day of joining the gang, but calm was restored in the following days.

At seven o'clock every night, Kay will patrol the team for half an hour and then disband.

The days seem very leisurely.

Even those guys from the Steam Party haven't reappeared since the elephant tavern.

And the young gambling addict must appear in the arena every night, pulling Su Lun to gamble together.

But gambling is really a matter of luck.

Even if Su Lun's gambling luck is good, it is impossible to win every time.

Of course, his bet is very small, so winning or losing is acceptable.

But this sister Chijo expresses the gambler's ups and downs heartily.

When she wins money, the truth in her mouth is blunt, such as "stop loss in time if you lose", "close if you win"...

I really lost my eyes, no matter what you can do, you will raise once you lose, and then you will double and raise again...

can't persuade me.

This kind of gambling also caused her to win more than two million on the first day, and after spending two days, she lost all of it.

This is also the norm for dog gamblers. When they win money, they are drunk and gold fans. When they lose money, Qiaodong Street.

However, although this young gambling addict has mediocre gambling, her character is not bad.

She lost everything, except for eating and drinking, but she didn't ask Sulun and Kaye to borrow a cent.

Su Lun had to go to the arena to harvest soul fragments every day, so she could only gamble with her. So when the two went back and forth, they got together quite well.

Chijo is nothing like a big sister, and the two are considered half-drink friends.

It's no wonder that she has a good relationship with the Huili Gang.

A few days later, Qianjo lost the last bit of savings in his pocket, and then he went back home unwillingly. She plans to do some gang quests to make money, and make an appointment with Suren before betting on the next day.

Su Lun sent off the gang boss, and his own life returned to peace.

Every night he stays in the arena until dawn, then finds a hotel to meditate, practice puppet techniques, read alchemy books...

The days are regular and leisurely, harvesting souls every day, practicing professional skills, and the experience value soars extremely fast.

There are 8-10 corpses a day in the arena, and occasionally professional gladiatorial matches.

And in the past few days, he has also stripped out a lot of weird abilities, such as "proficient in lip language", "darts", "motorcycle riding skills", "Gwent card skills"...

A bunch of hodgepodge skills, everything you need.

However, he also gradually discovered a problem.

That is, after his own gun level and fighting level are up, some experience that is stripped from the corpse is getting less and less.

Later, he also wanted to understand that he was close to the level of "advanced firearms proficiency", naturally it is impossible to learn too much from a "junior proficient" corpse.

Although 　　 can learn from each other, there are not many.

Fortunately, there is no risk, it can accumulate sand into a tower

During this period, Su Lun went to the black market several times, but failed to find his ideal planting drawings. But I heard that a few days later, there will be a boutique auction held on the black market from time to time every month. When the hunters and thieves concentrate on selling, many good things will appear.

He plans to try his luck again at that time.

...

This day, in the hotel.

The sound of a "boom" shot shook the lime powder on the wall.

I don’t know which hapless guy got shot.

Although it is not strange to see, but listening to this movement, Su Lun's arm in the room still shook instinctively.

The rune pen dyed with blue paint in his hand also deviated from the expected trajectory, like a crooked lipstick, leaving a very dazzling trace of failure on the body of the doll.

"It failed again..."

Su Lun looked at the "unrecognizable" puppet painted by him in front of him, with a helpless bitterness.

Although he is not easily interrupted by the external environment when he concentrates, he can't stand the sudden high frequency of quarrels and gunfire.

There are often drunken tenants in the corridors of cheap hotels. In this world where everyone is equipped with a gun, hands-on almost means a gun battle, which is always scary. And just yesterday, an unexpected incident occurred in the room above Su Lun where a call girl colluded with an accomplice to shoot a dartist. It was another burst of random guns, and the bullet that penetrated the floor almost did not accidentally injure him downstairs.

"It's really hard to find a suitable place..."

Su Lun sighed slightly, a little bit fed up with the harsh noise environment.

He wants to find a soundproof, quiet, and preferably a shooting range residence.

The puppeteer is a rare profession, and the skills of related professions can hardly be stripped from the gladiators in the fighting arena, so they can only practice hard. The two processes of enchanting and glyphing are much more difficult than expected, requiring a quiet environment and a lot of time to practice.

Now that he was disturbed, Su Lun didn't bother with the gunfire anymore.

He looked at the failed puppet in front of him, and his eyes rolled. At this moment, his hands and ten fingers were bent abruptly, as if grabbing an invisible object, and the puppet suddenly stood up strangely.

It was only half a meter high, like a toddler with bare-ass, and then started to walk around the house.

The sound of "click" and "click" rubbed against the wooden joints is a little bit penetrating.

Su Lun stood in place, his fingers beating at high frequencies like playing a piano, and the doll made a lot of movements along with it. Although it looks stiff, UU Reading can basically make some combat actions like punching, kicking, rolling, stab and stabbing...

After practicing manipulation for a while, Su Lun felt that his finger muscles seemed stiff, so he stopped.

"Huh..."

exhaled a long breath.

He looked at the steel wire entangled in his fingers, shook his head slightly, and muttered: "The steel wire is not thin enough, nor tough enough, and maneuverability is too low... It’s really not easy to find the right thread material."

This is already the material he can find the most suitable puppet manipulating material, but it is still somewhat unsatisfactory.

He thought that in the ruins of the manor before, Pestoya controlled dozens of puppets at the same time, and easily controlled the picture of bald Ivan with silk threads.

is also the manipulation of silk thread, the effect is very different.

Semi-finished puppets, there is no suitable steel wire, and the manipulation skills are very jerky...

He, a "creed puppeteer" who has just started, wants to use puppets to form combat power, and there is still a long way to go.

But Su Lun has a good mentality. If he can reach this level in a few days, he feels that the progress is not bad.

There are still several hours before work, and Su Lun originally planned to continue practicing puppet manipulation.

But at this moment, Kay's call suddenly came from the communicator: "All newcomers, gather in the same place, there are distortion tasks."

Su Lun did not dare to delay, checked the equipment and ammunition, and walked out of the room.

...

And shortly after the news of the assembly was sent, Kuntu, the "red hair" of the Steam Party, quietly sneaked into the vicinity of Green Street with a group of people.

A mysterious voice came from the communicator: "Captain Kuntu, it has been confirmed. Kay brought a group of newcomers, about twenty people to the tube building."